For Richard Paull, a Motor Machinist’s Mate Second Class on the USS Nevada, the shock of the attack helped him overcome the fear and panic that he might have experienced. Time passed quickly as he pulled wounded soldiers out of the water and wrapped the dead in shrouds made of blankets ripped from ship bunks. Two days later, conditions were still surreal. Finally able to take time to sleep, he found a makeshift barracks: the lanes of a nearby bowling alley.